Rich Geier
@Word · 1:39

Poem: The Jigsaw Of The Mind

The jigsaw of the mind. Time is changing into some other word and it's becoming uncertain. What's said I hear is not always the same. Even after the message has been read, I responded in haste and found it to my undoing. So I surrendered in a name of peace. Verbally, I held up my white flag hands while the chain was still missing a link. But something has changed in our conversation. The atmosphere has become tense and following the leader is no longer an option

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